In the perspective of the mayor of Shovel Port Town, these blood-soaked rogues were the best source of soldiers.
However, staring at these so-called "good soldiers" in front of him, Mr. Alpha couldn't help but wonder—could they really handle Revodan's army?
Mr. Alpha gazed at the dark clouds on the horizon.
"It's going to rain."
...
[Southwest of Iron Peak County]
[Upstream of Mirror Lake]
[On a bed inside a ship's cabin]
"So...," Anna asked curiously, "what happened to Mr. Borso da Este in the end?"
Winters, who was flipping through a box of sketches, asked without looking up, "Who's Borso da Este?"
Anna lightly kicked Winters, "The White Eagle."
Winters curled his lips, "Oh... what else can happen? Whatever is supposed to happen naturally happened."
"What do you mean by 'supposed to happen?'"
